"This world is mine. I think this world may even just be a long, long dream I'm watching. You guys may just be illusions, and it can't be proven whether or not you really exist either. In other words, this world was created with me at the center. So what will happen if I die? I don't know. My imagination isn't very creative; I just can't imagine myself dying. In other words, there is no way this world can completely disappear. But if I die, then everyone will disappear. I am the only one in this world who won't disappear. The rest are just people I see as if in a dream."

"No matter what the world, the god of that world creates the rules. In truth, you've already been defeated by the rules I created. And as punishment for defying the god of the new world... YOU WILL DIE!"

"HEAR ME, GOD. I DEMAND THAT YOU ANSWER THE CRY OF MY SOUL. COME TO ME! JOIN ME... YES, I WILL NO LONGER BE BOUND TO YOU AND YOUR CONSEQUENCES! I'LL FORCE YOU DOWN TO THIS EARTH AND INTO MY BOWELS—YOU HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO BE ABSORBED!"

"Ah. A pilgrim. Come into my presence, pilgrim. Gaze upon the Lord Thy God: Zeus Arrhenothelus. Part man, part woman. Electricity enflames my brain. Voltage. Current. The Fire of Heaven. Look here: I've saved it all. There's power in it, you see. Electricity. Gift of my body; divine. Fertile. It shall transform the dry lands of Africa into the perfumed orchards of paradise and men will worship me anew. For I am Zeus. Lord of Ect. God of Electric Retribution."

Monsieur Mallah: Soon you will no longer be know as the Brain, master, we'll have to find a new name for you. The Brain: How about God? Monsieur Mallah: Of course, this opens up the whole area of interactionism, which brings us back to Descartes and leads inevitably to Descartes, Malebranche and occasionalists... The Brain: Oh, shut up, Mallah...

I. AM. THE. NEW. GOD. ALL IS ONE IN DARKSEID. THIS MIGHTY BODY IS MY CHURCH. WHEN I COMMAND YOUR SURRENDER, I SPEAK WITH THREE BILLION VOICES... WHEN I MAKE A FIST TO CRUSH YOUR RESISTANCE. IT IS WITH THREE BILLION HANDS! WHEN I STARE INTO YOUR EYES AND SHATTER YOUR DREAMS. AND BREAK YOUR HEART. IT IS WITH SIX BILLION EYES! NOTHING LIKE DARKSEID HAS EVER COME AMONG YOU: NOTHING WILL AGAIN. I WILL TAKE YOU TO A HELL WITHOUT EXIT OR END. AND THERE I WILL MURDER YOUR SOULS! AND MAKE YOU CRAWL AND BEG! AND DIE! DIE! DIE FOR DARKSEID!

"There was a time in my life when I sought the answers to questions that men never even dream of. But then I made the eternally fatal mistake of being ahead of my time. After a long search, I found the answer. Power, Miss Case. Power is what I found. Soon now I shall become a god. The power of life and death in the palm of my hand."

"It is no cliche, you wretched spawn of a foul goddess...It is godhood. For I am a god! I am the true Father Deer! I always WAS a god and shall forever BE a god! I will take up arms against the pantheon of failures and I shall enforce my will...across all their timelines...across all their wretched worlds!"

Bagan: I... am a god. The new ruler of this realm and eventually all others. I brought you here to be my angels, to serve me and my goal.... Legion: Queens, do NOT serve! Grand King Ghidorah: You will pay for this insolence! Bagan: Y̜̞̗̩̲͉̠͘O̖̱U̲͎̫͙̳ ̥̙͓̪̰̺̪WI̷̹̼̖̞L̶͎̳L ̱͕̼N̟͍̘͙̖͜ͅO̝͓T͏̯͚͖̟͎ ̦̼̯̟̕D̸̺͎A̫R̳̖E ̠͠D̨̫̲E͙̲̰̬̪F͚̩̼͈͎Y͏̟̦̭ ̨̲M̬̰̼É͍̦̺̫͖!͚͎̙̞̱ Know where you stand... What is a king or queen to a god? Nothing but a soul in a shell. I could strike you all down in an instant....

Electro: You're too late, Spider-Man. I designed this power grid. Now I'm gonna take back what is rightfully mine. I will control everything and I will be like a god to them! Spider-Man: A god named Sparkles?

"I have existed from the morning of the world and I shall exist until the last star falls from the heavens. Although I have taken the form of Gaius Caligula, I am all men as I am no man, and so, I am a god."

— Emperor Caligula, Caligula (1979 film)

Arnim Zola:Schmidt believes he walks in the footsteps of the gods. Only the world itself will satisfy him. Col. Phillips: You do know that's nuts, right? Zola: The sanity of the plan is of no consequence... because he can do it.

"Don't you see the parallel? In the normal course of erosion, this skeleton would be exposed on the surface in approximately three-thousand years. At which time the people of New Guinea should have developed a state of scientific knowledge equivalent to ours. And then, the Sky Father will weep. Rain, Waterlow! Rain! Water! And last night, I anticipated that process by three-thousand years. Why, I am the White God! I alone hold this tremendous power of good and evil in my hands! If I can control this power, what opportunities are open for humanity? Why, with this knowledge, I could wipe evil away from the world! It could be abolished forever! We would have a new paradise here on Earth."

— Professor Emmanuel Hildern, The Creeping Flesh

Dr. Henry Frankenstein: It's alive. It's alive, it's alive! It's alive! IT'S ALIVE! Victor Moritz: Henry, in the name of God! Dr. Henry Fankenstein: In the name of God! NOW I KNOW WHAT IT FEELS LIKE TO BE GOD!

"The question is, 'Do I have a God Complex?' Which makes me wonder if this lawyer has any idea as to the kind of grades one has to receive in college to be accepted at a top medical school. Or if you have the vaguest clue as to how talented someone has to be to lead a surgical team. I have an M.D. from Harvard. I am board certified in cardiothoracic medicine and trauma surgery. I have been awarded citations from seven different medical boards in New England; and I am never, ever sick at sea. So I ask you, when someone goes into that chapel and they fall on their knees and they pray to God that their wife doesn't miscarry, or that their daughter doesn't bleed to death, or that their mother doesn't suffer acute neural trauma from postoperative shock, who do you think they're praying to? Now, you go ahead and read your Bible, Dennis, and you go to your church and with any luck you might win the annual raffle. But if you're looking for God, he was in operating room number two on November 17th, and he doesn't like to be second guessed. You ask me if I have a God complex? Let me tell you something: I AM GOD. And this side show is over."

"People of Eternia! I stand before the Great Eye of the galaxy. Chosen by destiny by the powers of Greyskull! This inevitable moment will transpire before your eyes, even as He-Man himself bears witness to it. Now. I, Skeletor, am Master of the Universe! YES! Yes... I feel it, the power... fills me. Yes, I feel the universe within me! I am... I am a part of the cosmos! The power flows... Flows through me! Of what consequence are you now? This planet, these people. They are NOTHING to me! The universe is power! Real, unstoppable POWER! and I am that force! I am that power! KNEEL BEFORE YOUR MASTER! Fool! you are no longer my EQUAL! I am more than man! MORE THAN LIFE! I... am... a... GOD! Now. You... will... KNEEEEEL! KNEEEEL!"

"Auntie Em! Auntie Em! Surprise! Like who doesn't have an Interociter, you collective heads of knuckle! Now, get back into the theater and remember: I saw what you did and I know where you live! (begins shooting at Mike and the Bots) That's right! I'm the God! I AM THE GOD!"

"That was the last straw. God had had enough of Herod's arrogance and sent an angel to strike him down. Herod had given God no credit for anything. Down he went. Rotten to the core, a maggoty old man if there ever was one, he died."

"You say it. I am the Elder King; Melkor, first and mightiest of all the Valar, who was before the world, and made it. The shadow of my purpose lies upon Arda, and all that is in it bends slowly and surely to my will... upon all whom you love my though shall weigh as a cloud of Doom, and it shall bring them down into darkness and despair."

Here died Jesus. And Mohammed. Here died Buddha and Yahweh. But it was not all a loss. For here, at last, I was born in my new image, to replace half a thousand false gods. Burn the old altars and prepare new ones. Council your children with different commandments and slaughter the freshest of your lambs so that I may taste their blood in the morning dew. I bled His energy away just as I might have tapped a dynamo or a battery, distributed it through my own psychic power until He was no longer a separate entity but merely another area of my own mind, as Child now was, another rising bank of power cells to draw upon for the creation of miracles. Not a shred of His personality or self-awareness remained; for all purposes, He had died - or had been transubstantiated, which was all the same now. His memories had been evaporated, and only the magnificent white brilliance of His power remained, condensed, purified, and made ready for use. For my use. It was now, after all, my power. I had killed God, quite simply, just as I had killed Child some days before. I felt no remorse. Does one feel remorse when one shoots down a maniac who is wielding a gun in a crowded department store? Man as God. I retained the mortal form and the mortal outlook, with the emotions and the prejudices of men. I did not think that would be a weakness, but that it might actually make me a more benevolent and stable deity than the previous owner of my power had been. Man as God...

"He made himself a great king in the midst of the earth, and was at first well-seeming and just and his rule was of benefit to all men in their needs of the body; for he made them rich, whoso would serve him. But those who would not were driven into the waste places... [He desired] to be both a king over all kings and as a god to men. And slowly his power moved north and south, and ever westward."

"The first emperors, the greatest of us, were themselves proclaimed deities by the ancient gods. In exchange for loyalty, they became immortal. Their names revered for generations to come. Prayers offered up to them even in the temples today. And now, now these gods of old have returned. Through them I will become a god myself. That is my destiny! I've known it all my life. It is what I was born for. And when the time comes, Mollari, the people will gladly lay down their lives that I may be elevated to godhood. What are a few million lives compared to the glory of becoming a living god? And when I become a god, I will forgive you your rudeness, Mollari. Then my capacities will be... infinite. For now, I will simply try to forget it."

"The Emperor is coming. Now there is something you ought to know before he arrives, so that you won't be taken totally by surprise... We are privileged to be living at the time of a most astonishing event. The Emperor has undergone a transformation, a meta-mor-phosis. He has become a god. Now that is unusual, to say the least. But that's the nature of miracles, to be unusual. And if it's the nature of some people not to believe in them, well the more fool them... However, The Emperordoesn't want to make too much of it. He doesn't want any fuss, or public announcements. He wants us all to behave normally. Although he is now a god, he is still the same loveable young man we have always known, I can attest to that. And to enable his relationships with all of us to continue exactly as they were, he has decided, for convenience, to retain his mortal form... Oh, and by the way, his sister Drusilla's become a goddess. Any questions?"

First there was nothing... then there was Calvin! Calvin, the mighty god, creates the universe with pure will! From utter nothingness comes swirling form! Life begins where once was void! But Calvin is no kind and loving god! He's one of the old gods! He demands sacrifice! Yes, Calvin is a god of the underworld! And the puny inhabitants of earth displease him! The great Calvin ignores their pleas for mercy and the doomed writhe in agony!

"Because of me, Empire City is a wasteland. I’ve taken this place down notch by notch, and it's never getting up again. Kessler thought he was preparing me to face some beast, that I’d be using my powers for the greater good. What an idiot. These powers are only good for one thing, letting me take what I want, when I want. In a place with no law, the strong take what they want, and the weak are their slaves, their playthings. And no one. Is stronger. Than me!"

"But each of us is so much more than we once were. Do you not feel with all your soul how we have become like gods? And as such, are we not indivisible? As long as a single one of us stands, we are legion..."

"This world cannot be molded into the ultimate world I seek! It's far easier to create an entirely new world than to change this one! A new world in which I am the ruler of all things! I shall become a deity!"

Grolla: You so desperately wish to believe that you're special... Iris: Of course. I exist on a higher plane than you commoner trash. Shall I enlighten you on how special I really am? I am the strongest Magus in existence, the heiress to the limitless power of the great Rosenkreuz! Blessed with absolute power and unparalleled brains, I am a child of God himself! I can't be compared to the likes of you! Grolla: ...Is that all? My blade is telling me to spill your blood, and I am inclined to obey. I don't care if you're a god, a human, or even an insect; I will rip you apart just the same. Iris: You pompous maggot...! I shall show you the limits of a commoner!

"In my talons, I shape clay, crafting life forms as I please. Around me is a burgeoning empire of steel. From my throne room, lines of power careen into the skies of Earth. My whims will become lightning bolts that devastate the mounds of humanity. Out of the chaos, they will run and whimper, praying for me to end their tedious anarchy. I am drunk with this vision. God: the title suits me well."

"With only a few short years of evolution, they've been able to conquer this starship, mankind's mightiest creation. Where were we after forty years of evolution? What swamp were we swimming around in, single celled and mindless? What if SHODAN's creations are superior to us? What will they become in a million years, in ten million years? What's clear is that SHODAN shouldn't be allowed to play God. She's far too good at it."

"You move like an insect. You think like an insect. You are an insect. There is another... who can serve my purpose. Take care not to fall too far out of my favour. Patience is not characteristic of a Goddess."

CG: ATTENTION WORTHLESS HUMAN. CG: THIS IS YOUR GOD SPEAKING. CG: IT IS A WRATHFUL GOD WHO DESPISES YOU MORE THAN YOU COULD HAVE POSSIBLY DARED TO FEAR. CG: I HAVE WATCHED YOUR ENTIRE PATHETIC LIFE UNFOLD. CG: I HAVE OBSERVED YOU WHILE YOU WOULD QUAKE AND TREMBLE IN PERSONAL PRAYERS OF SHAME. CG: WHILE YOU PLEADED FORGIVENESS FOR BEING SUCH A WRETCHED DISGUSTING FAILURE ON EVERY CONCEIVABLE LEVEL. CG: PROSTRATE BEFORE THE STUPID AND FALSE CLOWN GODS YOU HAVE SCRIBBLED ON THE WALLS OF YOUR BLOCK. CG: BOGUS DEITIES WORSHIPED BY A PRIMITIVE "PARADISE" PLANET. CG: BUT YOUR PRAYERS WILL NOT BE ANSWERED. CG: THERE ARE NO MIRACLES IN STORE FOR YOU, HUMAN. CG: ONLY MY HATE. CG: IT IS A HATE SO PURE AND HOT IT WOULD CONSUME YOUR SAD UNDERDEVELOPED HUMAN THINK PAN TO EVEN CONTEMPLATE. CG: IT IS A HATE THAT TO FATHOM MUST BE PUT INTO SONG. CG: SHRIEKED BY THE TEN THOUSAND ROWDY SHOUT SPHINCTERS PEPPERING THE GRUESOME UNDERBELLY OF THE MOST TRUCULENT GOD THE FURTHEST RING CAN MUSTER. CG: IT IS A HATE THAT MADE YOU AND WILL SURELY DESTROY YOU. CG: MY HATE IS THE LIFEBLOOD THAT PULSES THROUGH THE VEINS OF YOUR UNIVERSE. CG: IT IS MY GIFT TO YOU. CG: YOU'RE WELCOME FOR THAT. CG: YOU UNGRATEFUL PIECE OF SHIT.

William: Upon the end of my blade is a god, what side this being is on is the question. Is it the monster I see bleeding before me, or is it through the eyes of the monster of which I am in? Blonde Replacement: Dude, that's deep... William: Deep? I was being literal.

Petey: You do realize that the creation of your embassy was intended to clearly communicate my status in the eyes of the UNS. The Galactic Fleetmind is to be considered a "foreign power." Breya: I'm sorry, what else could you possibly be mistaken for? Petey: "God" probably tops the list.

"It seems when you place most people in the position of a god and give them responsibility over many tiny lesser beings, then their attitude towards them is usually less about beloved children and more about target practice."

Vegeta: You! Namekian! Too strong! Explain now! Future Trunks: He fused with Kami so he could become stronger. Vegeta: The fuck's a "Kami"? Krillin: Basically God. Vegeta: But I'm still here! Future Trunks: Do you really believe your own hype that much?! Vegeta: I AM THE HYPE!

"I have gathered the sum total of the world's evil into one place... and that place is me. I am invincible, no magic stronger! I am the world, and the world... is Ommadon. I can do anything. Test me. Ask me to reach up and pluck down the Sun... what magic but mine, could move the Sun? I command it!"

Reverend Putty: (on the radio) We need others in our lives as a constant reminder that we're not the center of the universe. Because there's only one person who's reserved that particular section of the cosmos. And you know who that is, ladies... Ms. Censordoll: Yes... ME!!!

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